September 16, 2007
Teaching trauma.
- A little boy gets sick and throws up all over himself, his craft, table, and art supplies. Thank goodness the custodian cleaned up…
- A little girl sheepishly pulls me aside to tell me she has had an accident of the number 1 kind.
- Another little girl has a temper tantrum that rivals all I’ve seen, and included her pointing her finger at me declaring it to be MY fault that she is never coming to school EVER AGAIN. All because I made her sit out on a game of Octopus in gym for not listening.
Fun times!
I know I was bound to have to witness all of the following, being in a kindergarten class and all, I just don’t understand why all three had to happen in the last half hour of school on a Friday.
I survived though, and I’m still lovin’ teaching.
Cat: | Time: 9:05 am (UTC+8)

September 17th, 2007 at 7:45 pm
Wow.
My K/1 split last semester were completely angelic. Lucky me I suppose.
I guess this is why I’m sticking with high school? Because tenth graders can control their bodily functions and outbursts (at least to some extent)?
September 17th, 2007 at 10:30 pm
Awww that is so cute!!! Teehehe, I would have loved to witness this little temper tantrum and the pointer finger
September 18th, 2007 at 8:36 am
Kindergartners smell funny. You’re a brave woman.